"Why must it be one of us?"
Fu Qian’s quick response was smooth as silk, leaving Winona montarily stunned before she composed herself and questioned back.
"Mainly because I can sense the overwhelming strength in both of you, and I’ve heard about the Night Watchman’s style in Los."
At this mont, the glass in his hand was covered in a thin layer of droplets. Fu Qian gulped down the remaining milk and answered with a grin.
"It’s just a fraudulent incident, which might not even prove the involvent of any Transcendent elents. The deploynt of such an extravagant lineup, reacting so swiftly, seems a bit unusual to ."
"Claire happened to ntion sothing earlier, so I’m guessing there might be a personal connection involved?"
"...You do have quite the imagination."
Bald Leland did not interrupt their exchange, but after hearing Fu Qian’s explanation, Winona’s face lit up with a smile at a certain mont.
"Indeed, Claire is a long-ti friend of mine. Of course, she doesn’t know that much."
"She only knows you’re a Night Watchman, not a highly skilled one, right? You truly are humble and discreet."
Fu Qian nodded repeatedly, lavishly praising her.
Of course, these have nothing to do with imagination.
The Night Watchman friend that Claire ntioned was undoubtedly her confidence in dismissing Transcendent factors, and was also part of Fu Qian’s plan.
Brother Tommy judged that the Night Watchman’s deploynt might not be that fast, which was clearly a summary of years of experience.
But for himself, though not in a hurry, he wouldn’t waste ti just waiting here indefinitely.
If not for this additional motivating factor, he would definitely need to be more suspicious.
And the current outco is undoubtedly quite ideal.
Not only arriving promptly but also with strong manpower.
...
"Thanks for the praise, but I’d rather you understand the necessity of answering questions."
Having confessed that her tily arrival was due to concern for her friends, Winona increased the pressure more candidly.
"Of course, I’m soone who always keeps promises."
Fu Qian waved his hand without any objections.
"The reason Lek Wesley ran away is quite simple; he knew he had been discovered."
"Discovered what?"
This ti, it was Leland who coldly pursued.
"Discovered that he isn’t a normal person—"
"Nonsense!"
Fu Qian’s response was almost instantly interrupted, as Winona’s face was frosty, clearly dissatisfied with this answer.
"Sorry, Claire might not have told you, but I just t the couple recently... Are you implying that I can’t even tell if soone is a Transcendent? Is that what you’re trying to express?"
"Indeed."
Fu Qian nodded earnestly, as the Clear Dream Ring flickered and enveloped the surroundings.
"Just like you can’t discern if I am right now."
"You—"
At that instant, not just Winona but even the perpetually poker-faced Leland had a glimr in his eyes.
Sitting there, the person still holding the cup of milk had, in perception, suddenly beco indistinguishable from any ordinary person.
...
As a Second Phase operative, though not perfectly aligned in specialty, the suppression of such a vast level difference made deceiving their perception not even require the Witch’s mask.
Regardless of how Leland understood this, the views of Lek, who piqued Fu Qian’s interest, were inevitably shaken.
"Sothing’s wrong, Leland! Be careful, you’re being hypnotized!"
Indeed, Winona’s reactions were intense.
With an incredulous expression, she seed to have sensed sothing, yelling at Leland while launching an attack—in reality.
Like Claire, the Clear Dream Ring seed ineffective on her.
Under Fu Qian’s minimal effort targeting, she quickly shook off the influence.
Bang bang—
Her tactics were truly ruthless, almost unloading all the bullets in her gun imdiately.
Various bursts of fiery black light flew around chaotically, bombarding the spot where Fu Qian had been seated.
Amidst the silence, the person across the table had vanished.
Whoosh!
At the sa ti, two dazzling flashes of sword light sliced through, nearly tearing open half the room.
Winona’s vigilance was not entirely in vain; the dream attempting to hypnotize both had dissipated with the host’s escape.
Instantly sobered, Leland strikingly swung two swords towards possibly hidden evading spaces.
Bam!
Even the next mont, with Winona plunging towards the open window, the gunfire was enveloped in fine green droplets.
Failing with the sword strikes, he unexpectedly pulled out a gun backward.
And at the mont of hitting, the fine beads shattered with an ice crystal-like crisp sound.
The glass, curtains, even the walls, instantly turned into fragnted green crystals, erupting outward.
Though impressive in series of blows, it seed in vain.
...
As ntioned before, people here do genuinely adore these things.
Simultaneously, standing in the original spot as Blood Conquest, Fu Qian sighed once more.
He had no objections to this encounter.
From the start, his actions weren’t ant to eliminate anyone or to lull soone into a dream to whisper secrets.
Winona’s reaction was the goal.
Indeed, the Fourth Phase Transcendent who just t the Wesleys showed similar traits to Claire and significant resistance to the Clear Dream Ring.
Mr. Lek couldn’t possibly give her a tongue bath as well, indicating Fu Qian’s previous concerns weren’t unfounded.
As a source of contamination spread, re face-to-face contact might have infected her.
No obvious Transcendent signs appeared in this process; otherwise, Winona wouldn’t be so ignorant.
The choice of indirect monitoring proved correct.
Verifying this was essentially the greatest significance of the exchange with the two Night Watchn.
Of course, this was rely the beginning.
The next step is to ascertain if Lek is the target of the mission and the source of the plague.
If so, it might lead to a rather awkward situation.
One where Fu Qian has to eliminate him yet avoid contact, even abstract interaction.
Tricky, but that’s for later; what’s crucial is confirming this challenge.
For instance, visiting Mr. Wesley’s house to check the room forbidden to anyone.
Before that, though, there’s sothing else to do first.
...
"Where did he go?"
Inside the room, Winona watched Leland’s actions incredulously.
Disappeared without a trace, leaving no evidence?
"It’s hard to comprehend, but it seems so—watch out!"
Frowning in thought, Leland didn’t finish his sentence before warning fiercely.
A shimring, translucent ice spear whistled towards Winona along with the abruptly appearing figure in the corner.
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